Heshen is a strict wife

The first seven days of the Xu family have not yet passed, and wealthy families usually hold funerals on the fifth or seventh day. The Feng family has set a date of five days.The whole mansion was completely deserted, this maid came from the northeast side of the courtyard, one side of her face was swollen, with five finger marks, blood was still hanging from the corner of her mouth, her body was dirty, she might have been wronged by something.

The third aunt Zhaojia pondered for a while, then stopped Xitao.

She is the only noble concubine in this mansion, and she gave birth to the third young lady, Feng Yunjing.Now Feng Yunjing is just an eight-year-old girl, holding her mother's skirt and looking at Xitao timidly.

"What's the matter with you?" Zhao Jia shook her daughter's hand, signaling her not to be afraid.

Xitao knows that there are three concubines in Ezhang in this mansion, and several housemaids. These three concubines are the most low-key in the daily life, not as stupid as the second concubine, nor as coquettish and overbearing as the fourth concubine. Seems like a very sensible person.

"The fourth aunt and my second young lady are having a fight, and now they are fighting, and the servant wants to find the old man..."

After Xitao said this, a dark light flashed in San Yiniang's eyes, but she covered her lips with the handkerchief in her hand, glanced at the food box in her hand, and said, "Second Miss is also pitiful, the wife just went... oh , the old man is still in the study, you go and look for it, I can't get involved in this matter..."

"Thank you, grandma, third aunt, and the servant will leave."

"Go quickly."

Xitao breathed a sigh of relief, but wiped away her tears and trotted down the corridor.

The third aunt behind her looked at her back, but slowly put down the handkerchief from her hand, with a thoughtful expression on her face.

At this time, the third miss, Feng Yunjing, let go of the hand that was holding the corner of Zhao Jia's clothes, and she no longer had the shy look in front of others, and asked, "Why did mother let her go? If you invite the old man to go, wouldn't you..."

"My girl, you are still young, so you can't plan to go here." Third Aunt laughed, and started to walk forward again, "If I stop her, won't Feng Shuangzhi know? There will be endless calculations in the future, In any case, she is still a prostitute, so you should not conflict with her in the future because of her status. I have helped her today, but..."

"Just what?" Feng Yunjing looked curious.

The third aunt said: "The fourth aunt is pregnant, and the second young lady is a daughter-in-law. What do you think the old man will do when he comes? When they fight, I will..."

At this moment, Feng Yunjing understood: "Your mother is clever, you taught me, this is called - taking advantage of the fisherman."

"It's my little Yunjing who is smart!"

Zhao Jia took her hand and went down the veranda. She wanted to see the excitement, but she didn't want to see E Zhang standing in front of the east courtyard. She turned around and walked towards E Zhang.

But Xitao here finally arrived at the study, but the housekeeper Feng Zhong stopped her: "Where did the girl dare to trespass on the old man's study?"

Xitao cried: "The maidservant is Xitao next to the second miss, and the second miss was stopped by the fourth aunt outside the Northeast Kuayuan..."

Feng Zhong understood the seriousness of the matter immediately, and hurried in to report.

Ying Lian, who was writing a notebook inside, immediately put down his pen, "Call someone in."

"My maidservant greets the old lady. Please hurry up and save the second young lady. During the past few days when the wife is attending the funeral, she barely eats or sleeps. If her body is slapped and bullied by the fourth aunt again, I'm afraid... I beg the old lady... "

Xitao put down the food box directly, and kowtowed to Feng Zhong, her forehead was bleeding, and she looked even more embarrassed.

After hearing this, Ying Lian stood up and walked outside while talking, "You are so good at talking."

Xitao explained the whole story, Yinglian frowned and stroked the beard on his chin.

It was Feng Zhong who followed behind his master and asked Xitao, "Are you carrying the food box?"

Xitao sobbed and said, "Miss said she made red bean soup for the old man, but I spilled it on the way..."

Because I came here in a hurry, there was not much soup left in it.

Ying Lian stopped and glanced at Feng Zhong. Feng Zhong understood, went up to open the lid, and there was still some soup left in the blue and white soup bowl in between.When Xitao didn't notice, Feng Zhong nodded quietly to Yinglian, Yinglian sighed silently, turned around and walked quickly towards the Northeast Kuayuan.

Feng Zhong smiled, and said kindly to Xitao, "Miss Xitao, please give me this food box, it's already been spilled, I'll ask someone to bring it to you later."

Although Xitao didn't understand why, she still gave the food box to Feng Zhong, and Feng Zhong asked his servants to take it down, so several people followed Yinglian's footsteps.

Before we reached the courtyard in the northeast corner, we heard loud noises.

"What a rebellious girl! You know how to make your concubine angry, see if I don't beat you to death!"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooolory Alright... for offending Second Miss, Second Miss forgive me!"

"Did you hear that? Listen to what your concubine said?! You dare to quibble! Hold her down, this horsewhip is for beating you! Your slut mother is dead, and I'm leaving you as a moron Bottle, annoy people in front of me!"

"Ama, did my mother ever feel sorry for you before she was alive? She has been a good wife and mother all her life, pushing her husband into other people's arms, and being kind to your concubines, but in exchange for these The concubine's slander against her daughter—Ama, you have wronged Shuangzhi!"

Pretending to be a white lotus?Who wouldn't!

Feng Shuangzhi had injuries on her face, finger prints on her left and right cheeks, she had been whipped a few times on her back, Chuchun's jacket had begun to thin, blood was seen on her back, she looked miserable, Where does the most honorable daughter of the Feng family look like?

"Ama, you keep saying that your daughter is rude to your concubine, but you never listen to her explanation, you just listen to other people's words! My daughter was just the servant girl who beat the fourth aunt that day, and the fourth aunt wanted to beat me herself. At my age How can Xiaoxiao resist? With so many maids and servants around Fourth Aunt, how can she really bully her as she said?"

This accusation, like weeping blood, only makes people feel startled, but even the maids of the Fourth Aunt who are at the side can't stand it, and turn their faces away.

What E Zhang hates the most is when others refute him. As soon as he came, he saw his favorite fourth aunt shouting "not alive", how could he calm down and think?If the brain is not used for too long, it will be abolished.

Hearing Feng Shuangzhi's rebuttal, he felt a fire burning in his heart, and raised the whip to whip Feng Shuangzhi.

She was only a girl less than ten years old, she couldn't stand still and fell to the ground, she stumbled and couldn't dodge any more, she cried out, but secretly estimated the time.

She didn't expect that E Zhang would appear as well, and when Ying Lian came to E Zhang, she was really unlucky.But at this time, Ying Lian should also come...

In her previous life, she encountered a lot of calculations after she got married, and she looked down on other people's calculations, but in this life, she knows that there is nothing a person can't do when they are cornered.

Now that Feng Shuangzhi has reached the edge of the cliff, who knows what is waiting for him in the next moment?She must grasp Yinglian as a life-saving straw as soon as possible and firmly.

Xu's words kept ringing in her ears, hide, hide, hide your kindness, hide your bad heart as well.Hide your smile, hide your pain, when no one can see your disguise, no one can hurt you anymore.

She buried her face, and no one could see the smile on the corner of her lips, which was light and full of sarcasm.

E Zhang pulled out the whip again. He was whipping vigorously, but when he didn't want to pull back, he suddenly stopped.

He froze for a moment, and found that the entire outside of the courtyard was quiet, only Feng Shuangzhi's crying was intermittent...

Raising his head, the whip is already held in a hand that has been holding a weapon all year round. Who is it if it's not Yinglian?

E Zhang was frightened and his legs softened, he swayed, and said tremblingly: "Old, old man, why are you here—"

"Snapped!"

Ying Lian raised his hand and slapped E Zhang on the face, knocking E Zhang to the ground, his head was bloody, and the whip hanging behind his head was also in pieces. It's embarrassing.

The maids and women in Si Yiniang's yard were all trembling with fright, even Si Yiniang stood aside, her face turned pale and her lips were blue, looking at Ying Lian in amazement.

In the past, Ezhang was disobedient, and Yinglian never laid such a heavy hand.

Who is Feng Yinglian?How can anyone else imagine the prestige he has built up when he has been an official for so many years?

He threw the whip casually and glanced at everyone present, but no one dared to say anything.

He walked over and helped Feng Shuangzhi up from the ground, seeing that his own granddaughter was in such a mess, she was really as thin as the maid said, with blue lips, not to mention other injuries on her body place.He could see Feng Shuangzhi's filial piety. Who else in this house would think about him as an old man?

Feng Shuangzhi's eyes were red, and tears fell down, "Mafa..."

Ying Lian hugged her into his arms, "My granddaughter, who dares to bully you?"

E Zhang was helped up, a little stumbled, but he was terrified in his heart.

I only heard Ying Lian say: "Feng Zhong, take the second lady down to treat her wounds, and immediately send someone to sell the slaves in the Bai family's courtyard! Ezhang bad son, doting on concubines and destroying wives is a serious crime, and it makes you think more than half Yue, don't go out to fool around! As for your concubines, if they want to cause trouble, I will throw them all out!"

【He Shen】

The most dangerous hurdle is finally over.

Feng Shuangzhi almost couldn't remember how he survived it.She was lying on the bed, just finished drinking the medicine, picked out one from the plate of candied fruit brought by Xitao, stuffed it into her mouth to suppress the taste, and then asked weakly: "What's going on outside?"

Feng Shuangzhi's question was a little vague, but Xitao always understood her thoughts better, so she thought about it and replied: "As the old man said, the fourth aunt was punished and not allowed to go out in the Northeast, and the master has already After thinking about it, those who dare to help Fourth Aunt or just stand by are ready to sell."

It seems that Ying Lian's words are still useful - this is Feng Shuangzhi's life-saving straw.

"It's just that Fourth Aunt's punishment is also..." Xi Tao felt a little indignant.

Feng Shuangzhi persuaded her instead: "After all, there are no heirs now. Selling the servants below is already a warning. The most important thing is that spoiling concubines and destroying wives is a crime. There have been people who have been convicted of this in this dynasty, and the old man is also guilty." Don't dare to make too much noise. The pregnant concubine is expelled from the mansion. I'm afraid the whole capital knows about it... The old man is not such a foolish person..."

After all, she was unwilling to say that. Thinking about the bad things in her previous life, Feng Shuangzhi pressed her forehead, "Tomorrow is the day of Erniang's funeral..."

"But Miss, you have injuries all over your body, you can't—" Xi Tao held the plate of candied fruit, looked at Feng Shuangzhi's pale face, and immediately stopped her.

It's just that Feng Shuangzhi has made up his mind, so how can a little girl like her change it easily?

Feng Shuangzhi said slowly: "I am her only daughter, and I will see her off for the last time. My mother-in-law has suffered for half her life, so I must go."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the curtain move outside, and it was the old man Ying Lian who came.

Ying Lian stroked his beard, sighed, and heard Feng Shuangzhi's words when he entered the door.He sighed: "It's the Feng family who's sorry for your mother. You, Ama, are so stubborn that you actually treat you... Oh, I'm getting old... Ah Ji, you need to lie down, you don't need to salute."

Feng Shuangzhi's injuries were only treated by a doctor, and she really couldn't get up, so she could only bow down on the bed, "Mafa is serious, after all, it was my daughter who made Amma unhappy first. I shouldn't have Contradicting the concubine, it's just... my mother just went, the granddaughter couldn't bear it..."

What she said undoubtedly smeared Si Yiniang's body again, even if Si Yiniang jumped into the Yellow River, she wouldn't be able to wash it off.

Ying Lian didn't know that the little girl had such deep thoughts. He was grateful for her filial piety, and continued to persuade him from the topic just now: "You are wounded, the funeral..."

Feng Shuangzhi suddenly lifted the quilt at this moment, got out of bed, knelt down in front of Yinglian, kowtowed and said, "If you are a child, if you can't even cry when your parents are at the funeral, how can you be worthy of being a child? Shuangzhi's age Even though she is young and has never read a few words, she still understands this truth. Erniang has no children, so she asked Mafa to allow her granddaughter to bring her crying spirit."

She kowtowed deeply, her forehead pressed to the ground, it was icy cold.

Ying Lian let out a long sigh, and bent down to help her up, "Mr. Let Feng Zhong explain to you in detail. Your second aunt is in charge of your mother's funeral this time, and you need to discuss it with her."

"Granddaughter knows." Feng Shuangzhi stood up, bit his lips and teeth, but still didn't cry.

Ying Lian is a fine person, why can't she see that she is holding back her grief?The mind of this Shu is far superior to others.

Feng Shuangzhi sat down again, Yinglian talked to her for a while, and came to look for something in the palace, so he went back after a while.At this time, Feng Shuangzhi had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief.

She leaned on the lead pillow and pressed her forehead with her fingers, "Tell me what happened to you after I left."

These words were addressed to Xitao, the only one left in the room, Feng Shuangzhi just had some doubts to be answered.

According to her calculations before, even if there was a conflict with the fourth aunt, Ying Lian would come quickly, but when she had a conflict with the fourth aunt, it was E Zhang who came first, and after a while it was British.

Is it a coincidence?

Xitao didn't know that Feng Shuangzhi was thinking about this. In her mind, her second young lady was still a nine-year-old girl.

"After I received your intention, I went all the way with the food box. I met the third aunt on the way, and the third aunt pointed the way for me. I found the old man in no time. But I was stopped by the housekeeper. I went in later to report the situation to the old man, and then the old man came."

"Third Yiniang will show you the way?" Feng Shuangzhi didn't have any impression of San Yiniang, all that was accumulated in this life.Probably because the third aunt is too low-key, so she usually ignores this one habitually.Thinking about it at this time, San Yiniang is the only noble concubine in the three-bedroom concubine's room in the mansion.

"What did she say?"

Xitao recounted the scene for Feng Shuangzhi. Feng Shuangzhi thought about the situation carefully, but still couldn't figure out what role the third aunt Zhaojia played in this incident.She was already extremely tired, so she put this thing down and lay down immediately, and was going to sleep, and she had to get up early in the morning for the funeral.

The dead are gone, but the living still have to go step by step and count step by step.

This night was the only one that Feng Shuangzhi slept well in so many days after his rebirth.

Before dawn on the second day, most people in the mansion had already woken up, and the funeral procession lined up outside the gate of the mansion. To be at the forefront.

This time, Feng Shuangzhi was crying on behalf of her son, because the Xu family had no sons, and neither did the concubines, so Feng Shuangzhi made an exception to let Feng Shuangzhi cry, and beside her stood a man from another clan, holding a spirit Banner also has a sad face.

It was very cold, and the spring in the north was already late. In such cold weather, it actually snowed last night.

When I got up this morning, the snow had stopped, but there was already a lot of snow on the streets.

It's just that the sun comes out early and the snow melts quickly.

Feng Shuangzhi felt very cold, her hands holding the tablet were almost frozen, but she still hugged it tightly and pressed the tablet to her chest, as if she was afraid that her mother would get cold.

The second aunt and the third aunt walked behind with the two concubine sisters, and the other female relatives in the mansion were also crying.Some people throw paper money in front of them, and some people throw bowls and hammers for mourning. Does the dead know how beautiful it is after death?

Feng Shuangzhi didn't know, anyway, she didn't know what happened after her death in the last two lives, but she always felt that if Mrs. Xu saw what happened today, she might just sneer twice and say "hypocrisy", right?

No, no, Xu can't sneer, nor can she say "hypocrisy", she hides all her emotions.

Everything should be hidden, like the ground covered by this snow.

"Hi, which one is this?"

"Isn't this from the commander of the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"

"I heard that she is Lord Ying's daughter-in-law. The daughter is still so young, but why is it a woman who came to hold the spirit card?"

"There are no males in the family. I guess Ezhang will marry a continuation."

"Master Ying has such a son, tsk!"

"Hey, don't say a few words..."

……

All kinds of gossip are indispensable, so Feng Shuangzhi feels that he has heard a lot.

She continued to walk forward, step by step, and she was about to leave the city gate, stepping on the remnant snow, to send Xu Shi away from this world on such a cold spring day, and complete the last journey.

E Zhang was in the front, quite impatient, he looked at Feng Shuangzhi with a very cold gaze from the beginning to the end.After all, it's strange that Feng Shuangzhi doesn't hate Feng Shuangzhi for being punished by the old man because of her oily daughter.

"What happened in front? Are you leaving?"

As they walked, the whole team slowed down, and even stopped, right at the gate of the city.

Feng Shuangzhi's footsteps also stopped, but it seemed that something went wrong ahead, not far away, less than ten feet away.

When a rich family goes to a funeral, there are paper money throwers and horses in front of them, and the Feng family is naturally among them.

As soon as the team stopped, E Zhang stood on the street and started cursing, "What's the trouble? There's going to be trouble at the funeral, what happened?!"

After speaking, he walked up, Feng Shuangzhi felt that something was wrong, so he also followed behind, and before he got to the front, he heard the scolding of a servant.

"You bastard, who doesn't block the road and even blocks the road of a dead man! You deserve to be trampled to death by a horse! You dare to break my horse's leg, can you afford it? Do you know which family this is?" ? This is the funeral of Mrs. Feng Jiashi Yinglian, the commander of the Zhenghuangqi Guard Army of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, my wife is going to the funeral, you bastard, get out of here!"

The boy waved the whip in his hand, it can be said that he was in a panic.

Lying on the ground in front of him was a thin figure, wearing a green cloth robe, the snow had not yet melted, and the snow on the ground was dirty. The man lay on the snow, clutching his shoulders, as if It was hurt and shaking.

Feng Shuangzhi frowned when he saw this scene, before he had time to speak, he heard E Zhang shout.

"What do you slaves do? If you encounter such a beggar, call me directly, don't block the way for the wife to go to the funeral! Hurry up, what are you doing in a daze!"

The boy quickly nodded and bowed, he threw the whip and was about to go up, but at this moment Feng Shuangzhi finally had a chance to speak.

Xu's first seven days have not yet passed, so what if the living block the way of the dead?Her mother-in-law didn't care about these things before she was alive, but after she died, she said, don't you think it's disgusting?So Feng Shuangzhi held the tablet and walked up quietly, the filial piety on his body almost blended with the snow.

"Ama, Er Niang has been making trouble all her life. Let her be quiet when she leaves. I think he is wounded, so I'd better invite a doctor to take a look and accumulate some good fruits for my mother in the spirit of heaven."

When E Zhang heard this, he wanted to retort almost immediately, but when he thought that he was still in confinement, he could only swallow this bad breath.He walked away with a flick of his sleeve and went back to the team.

The boy here obviously didn't know what to do, but Feng Shuangzhi softened his expression and said: "The road is slippery in the middle of the road, and the snow on the street is still there. Help him up, I see The young master is wounded, and after a while you take him to the team to treat his wounds, don't let others say that I don't understand the rules of the Feng family."

"Yes, second lady."

The boy finally found out, it turned out that the second lady had the final say here.He nodded quickly, and then watched Feng Shuangzhi turn around and walk back, and only after she passed by did he dare to help the thin young man who fell on the ground.

"You're lucky, kid, it wasn't Master Ezhang..."

This young man was thin and pale, wearing only a thin green cloth robe, his lips were already frozen and blue as soon as he lay down in the snow, not to mention his body was still injured? "Thank you, Your Excellency..."

"I said you, too. I don't think it's hard not to bump into you without breaking in. But you looked thin, and you actually broke the leg of my horse. How did you do it?"

The servant even teased him, not wanting the young man to grit his teeth, even though it hurts, he managed to force a smile, and said: "Your Excellency must have misunderstood, I am so sick, how dare I break your horse's leg?"

"That's true. Your hand is dislocated. I'll take you to have it treated." The young man heard that his words made sense, so he helped him up and retreated to the side of the road. The funeral procession finally passed in front of them.

The pale, thin and shabby young man looked at the long line, and his eyes fell on the woman holding the tablet at the front.

The servant asked in his ear: "By the way, what's your name? Looking at the clothes, you're a banner man. Why are the eight banner disciples as shabby as you?"

These words were indeed a bit abrupt, but the young man was not angry, but replied calmly: "Niu Hulu Shanbao, you can also call me He Shen."